Chris Embrick1

(Jefferson, Georgia, USA)

My Favorite Tits - Poem by Chris Embrick1

There is no solace like a tit
to fill me with delight.
Sparrows are a messy lot
and crows a raucous sight.
Robins leave us with the spring
and bluebirds go their way.
But tits upon my window sill
warm this winter day.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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